Landing On My Heart

I don't know how long, the door of the meeting room hide, after the people have gradually, Jiang Zi's cough has two sounds, "Okay, don't make trouble, wait until the will, etc.". "

The voice fell, the door of the conference room was pushed, but Wang Lekang was coming in.

He smiled all the year round, and the clouds were detached. Of course, I can speculate that there is no good thing.

The people of a house looked at each other, no one dared to open first, only looked at Wang Lekang.

Wang Le Kang went to the meeting table, and his belly was angry, and his face changed again.

But why, this person is usually used to habits, and it is not a good person, and finally, it is true that there are several people in front of it.

"I have forgotten it last time? I told you that I will give me the old man in the future. After get off work, you have to do anything casual, but work time give me the old man, if you don't have anything, all give I am glow! "

Yan Siwei frowned slightly.

She will give Fu Ming to Fu Ming to Fu Ming.

Will Wang Le Kang not point to her?

It should be not, he doesn't know anything.

But people always feel that someone else is nothing to do when they are guilty, and they want to find some spider marts on Wang Lekang's face. Unfortunately, he only saw his anger and fell. Slightly shake.

Leave a house is inexplicably.

- "What happened to the boss?"

- "Who knows, have you been there?"

- "Who will make him?"

Some people suddenly woke up, "Is it because today Fu always on this plane?"

- "No, we talk about it today, how can he know?"

"OK." Jiang Zi Yue as a passenger summary, faintly feeling related to their jokes, "ready to prepare for boarding."

In the end, everyone dares to determine why Wang Lekang is angry, but it is really not dare to make, and it is like a robot like there is no feelings on the plane.

Waiting for the machine to finish the wind turbine check, prepare the frontal head and other class guests.

But before this, I have to welcome a special guest.

The captain led the crew personnel, and the Jiangzi Yue took the workpiece group and stared at the entrance of the cabin.

Yan Siwei This is the second row, but her is the highest, standing in the crowd, so I automatically retreats to the last row.

After half a minute, the bit of everyone waited from the corridor.

Only one instant, Yan Siwei felt that the atmosphere around him had a subtle change, and several flights in the side were touched forward.

The night in the morning is thick as ink, only the ramps incandescent.

Fu Ming gave a big step star, holding a mobile phone, being called.

Until close to the cabin, he saw a group of people in the black pressure, and she did not crumpled the eyebrows and immediately hang.

He followed a young man in the same age, should be an assistant or secretary.

After one before, I entered the plane and glanced at everyone.

Spacious aircraft, there is an inexplicable feeling.

Siwei sneaked him with him, and his heart was impeeding.

We believe that the evil of Division, actually expecting such people to be soft.

It is clear that this person is full of words full of "I don't have a heart".

The captain is bigger, and it is said: "Fu always, welcome to take this unit."

Fu Ming was reached with him, and said a "hard", and then looked at the steppoint of the side, and he couldn't prevent the eyes of Yan Si.

The two lines collided, and Yan Si did not have to react, he moved his eyes, then stepped into the head and other classes.

I don't cover up.

even feels that it is not an illusion.

After the plane enters the cruise state, the flight attendant began to act. When the lounge is busy, the first class, several flight attendants, still don't hold back the whispers, sitting at the front row, the arrival of Fu Ming.

Yan Siwei quietly saw a few eyes after Fu Ming.

He and the secretary were sitting in the same row, the head of the head opened, deepening the contour of his face.

More than the photo, the real person must look at it.

Such people, the board of directors, gently reduce the high level, and it is no wonder that people will want to be non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non-non -

Yan Siyun touched the letter to the letter, has already played countless times.

There are some people in the world, and Fu Ming's temperament has indicated that he has never standing in the cloud. It is a very good thing for ordinary people, not to mention other.

But as Shu Xiaozhen said, try to see, no loss, no matter.

Yan Si is thinking about it, it is slow to walk, thinking about how to speak with him for a while.

At this time, I should send coffee at this time, I'm thinking of power, immediately goes to the reserves.

Jiang Zi Yue also prepared food next to her, is being crushed against the freezer, and I still have a word in my mouth.

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"What God?"

Yan Si coughed two masks, "What did you just say? I pay attention to the temperature of the coffee."

The Jiangzi Yue Xiaoliang looked at the cabin and said, "Let's exchange it, you will serve the people on the left, I go to the right."

On the right, Fu Mingfei.

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Jiang Zi Yue rubes her with shoulders, "OK?"

Yan Siyi smiled and said, and asked: "But why?"

Jiang Zi Yue is giving fruit pendulum, staring at orange, poked with fork, "My ex-boyfriend is over there."

"what?"

Yan Siwei looked at an eye.

This probability that compared to flying the boss, hitting the front boyfriend, this probability is smaller.

Yan Sizhen and asked: "Don't you watch the passenger list yesterday? How is a little mentally prepared?"

"I saw it, but so many people in the world called 'Zhang Wei', how do I know that it is him." Jiang Ziyue said that he also lost a piece of orange, she picked up into the trash can, "True unlucky!"

Siwei pulled her into the inside, and the voice said: "There is a guest here, you are a little."

Jiang Zi Yue Qiang linearly organized his expression, but he couldn't help but say: "When you just boarded it, I deliberately played me, stupid, stupid, men are stupid."

Yan Si was patted her shoulder, appease her emotions, "You don't quite too excited, before your boyfriend, you just have a normal passenger."

"The ordinary passengers of fart, the ordinary passengers are so stupid." Jiang Ziyue saw Yan Si, "Really, you are still small, wait for you to talk about love, you will know, men are stupid."

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When a long-row, the buddhism is finished, and the guests needed to pour the coffee.

When she came to the end, she turned her head to see Fu Mingfei.

Jiang Ziyue has been with a dining car, and Fu Mingqi bowed his head looking at the iPad on the table.

Yan Siwei was hot, hesitated, and went to Fu Ming.

"Sir, do you need coffee?"

Fu Ming didn't look up, reached out and pushed down the cup, "Thank you."

The awareness of her strange, Fu Ming looked up.

He has a darkness of his eyes, and the double eyelids of the fan-shaped, converges the fierce faces, but they are tailing, and they add a few points.

It's just when he is cold and cold, the wind is beautiful and the wind is also mixed with frost.

Yan Si is very uncomfortable.

After about an hour, Fu Mingfei's secretary told her to add her coffee.

Yan Si took out the letter, the pad in the bottom of the pot, and walked again.

After filling the secretary, he turned his head to see Fu Ming.

He still holds the iPad, and the screen is the internal structure of the aircraft 3D display.

The picture is very clear, Fu Ming gives the details, the finger slides on the screen, and it seems that the person seems to block people around.

He is so focused, Yan Sizhen is very embarrassed to bother him, but the letter to the bottom of the pot is reminding her, do not wait for people, do not standby.

But he looks really busy, even if he gave him, he will not see.

Just when he was fighting in the heart of Yan, the secretary opened: "Is there something?"

, : "Do you still need coffee?"

The secretary picked the eyebrows, and the finger knocked the coffee cup before the face, and there were half a cup inside.

Yan Siwei defaults he doesn't need, and turn to Fu Mingfei.

"Do you still need coffee?"

Fu Mingfeng flexed, and fell to the chin and gently gently.

Then I looked up and looked up.

"No need to."

When he looked up, Yan Siwei knew it was this answer, nor is it unexpected, and nodded and turned around.

And Fu Ming lifted her back, and the eyes were more impractable.

The Secretary laughed at the side, Fu Ming looked at the past, secretary immediately received a smile, handed a piece of paper.

"This is the drafting of ACJ31."

When Fu Ming took it, he also looked at the back of the front.

This Wang Le Kang is doing.

After a while, this flight attendant really came back and came back.

What she seems to have in her hand.

It seems to be a letter.

pink.

Fu Ming looked up and looked at Yan Si.

In front of this woman wearing Hengshi Airlines traditional light blue uniform, the face is good.

And her is tall, the waist is long, and the body is extremely good.

Unfortunately, the beauty is beautiful, there is no memory point, the thick makeup red lips, the smile is stiff, and the custom can be

When I said this, she tightly smashed the letter in the bottom of the pot, and the fingers were uneasy, pushed the belief and wanted to hand out.

This small action was taken in the eyes of Fu Ming.

Fu Mingpened saw her face obviously showed the words but also the lookout.

He turned off the iPad screen, holding a cutting cuff, said unconstably: "Do you don't want to do this job?"

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Fu Ming, turned his wrist, his eyes, and said: "Boss Mother?"

: "... Well?"

"You are better to dream."

"..."

Yan Siwei did not move.

There is only one idea in your mind.

Men are stupid.